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My birthday is coming up. How about a pay-per-view mud-wrestle between Nooner and MoDo? Or at least a Celebrity Deathmatch?


My birthday is coming up. How about a pay-per-view mud-wrestle between Nooner and MoDo? Or at least a Celebrity Deathmatch?

Doghouse Riley

For me it's always been the ease with which we found replacements for the Irish as objects of our venom.

And sheesh, one would be tempted to ignore everything but Brian Williams' endorsement, except that when the time comes she can't even demonstrate a mastery of her own history worthy of those high school texts. D-Day? Fine tribute to our untouchable economic capacity, our meteorological savvy, the quality of our junior officers and, yes, the bravery of our fighting men, but all in the service of opening a second front in Europe against a Germany the Russians had already defeated sixteen months earlier. I don't expect her to have heard of Tarawa or Peleliu, but she couldn't cough up Iwo Jima? This is a clue to the sort of "patriotism" she means--blind devotion to the idea that the US won both world wars single-handedly, as grounds for absolute assurance that any further use of military force on our part will be wildly successful, unless derailed by hippies.


Doghouse Riley beat me to one of my problems with Ms. Noonan's latest insanity. If we "won" WW II due to some inherent strength of democracy and capitalism how do we explain Stalingrad? Those dirty commies fought pretty well too, didn't they?
Of course this discussion also points to the stupidity underlying the whole Rev. Wright mess. A bunch of born well-off white commentators expressing outrage that a 70 year old black man could say “God damn America.” Yeah, what a shock, a man who was an adult before the Civil Rights Act of 1964 was passed not loving America quite the way that scionic cipher in the White House claims to.
Gee, I’m stumped. Guess Rev. Wright is just ungrateful.


Oh, yes, the Gold Rush.

Which included dubious international deception, misogynistic male-only societies, rampant exploitation of natural resources, the triumph of exploitative big capital over the little guy, genocide, price gouging...

Oh, and there was gold and Levis were invented. Silly me, I forgot the "important" bits.

And yet I love my country - love it enough to have made it my professional life's work studying it, writing about it, and teaching about it.

Go figure.


For me -- seriously now -- it's been the statue of Liberty. Ben Franklin trying to get the country to adopt the intelligent and industrious wild turkey as its mascot instead of that garbage-dump-riffling bald eagle. Einstein finding a home here when he couldn't have at home. Harriet Tubman blowing a stereotype or two to hell. And so on. I don't see any of mine on Noonan's list. I think she lives in some other country.


OK, Pegs, they're my donkey ancestors too. I nominate the Civil War Draft Riots, where irish-american immigrants who were being drafted to die in Grant's war of attrition because they didn't have enough money to buy their way out of the army burnt black orphanages in New York.

Or, you know, to put us on the other side, how about the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire, where irish-american girls dove out the window and splattered on the streets to get away from the fire because all the doors were locked to keep them from slacking off on their sweatshop labor.

My grandma, a Dougherty she was, was on the street outside. She said until she heard them splat she thought they were bundles of clothes someone was trying to save.

You misty yet, Pegs?


I prefer a partly cloudy patriot like Sarah Vowell over a sunshine patriot like Peggy Noonan any day.

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